Minds Are Like Swords, I Do Fear.

I Could Have Written A Story About A Well-adjusted Family. Ned Stark Comes Down To King’s Landing And Takes Over And Solves All Their Problems. Would That Have Been As Exciting?

No Man Should Live Longer Than His Teeth.

Pyp Had Stabbed A Turnip With His Knife. "the Night Is Dark And Full Of Turnips," He Announced In A Solemn Voice. "let Us All Pray For Venison, My Children, With Some Onions And A Bit Of Tasty Gravy.

And Who Are You, The Proud Lord Said That I Must Bow So Low? Only A Cat Of A Different Coat, That's All The Truth I Know. In A Coat Of Gold Or A Coat Of Red, A Lion Still Has Claws. And, Mine Are As Long And Sharp, My Lord As Long And Sharp As Yours. And So He Spoke, And So He Spoke, That Lord Of Castamere, But Now The Rains Weep O'er His Hall, With No One There To Hear. Yes, Now The Rains Weep O'er His Hall, And Not A Soul To Hear.

Art Is Not A Democracy. People Don't Get To Vote On How It Ends.